Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Malawi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Masters at Work to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Star Department,
Pet Shop Boys,
Infiniti,
PIL,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sam Rivers,
Accadde A,
Neu!,
Crispian St. Peters,
Swans,
The Pop Group,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tom Boy,
Susan Cadogan,
Shuggie Otis,
Banda Bassotti,
Eric Dolphy,
Echospace,
Easy Going,
Pantaleimon,
Skriet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The United States of America,
Quantec,
Ludus,
Nas,
Minny Pops,
Yazoo,
The Pretty Things,
Spandau Ballet,
The Fall,
Pharoah Sanders,
Smog,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dual Sessions,
Don Cherry,
Malaria!,
The Sound,
Minnie Riperton,
Kaleidoscope,
Parry Music,
Nick Fraelich,
Tim Buckley,
Graham Central Station,
Reuben Wilson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Skaos,
Stiv Bators,
Nik Kershaw,
Arab on Radar,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Freddie Wadling,
Roy Ayers,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Golliwogs,
La Düsseldorf,
Albert Ayler,
R.M.O.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.